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faults in the clouds of delusion

Sunday, November 18, 2007

Voodoo night

Such a night.


It's coming on Christmas
They're cutting down trees
They're putting up reindeer
And singing songs of joy and peace
I wish I had a river
I could skate away on


Anonymous scout said...

now i've gone and lost the best baby, that i ever had.

you lucky bum.

11/18/2007 5:45 PM  
Blogger Tabula Rasa said...

truly. although i get the feeling i might have communicated the impression that dr john did joni covers. the mind boggles at that thought but no, not *that* lucky a bum.

11/20/2007 8:46 AM  
Anonymous scput said...

yes. that was the impression i got. unless of course, the idea was that you're grouchy. because it's christmas.

but then again, you're grouchy because it's diwali. and holi. and easter. and labor day. and id. and chinese new year.

11/20/2007 10:21 PM  
Anonymous scout said...

haha. scput. the new kaput.

11/20/2007 10:22 PM  
Blogger Tabula Rasa said...

heh. would have been mind-boggling if dr john had done joni covers all right. and you're right, we're equal-opportunity that way.

and scaput, methinks that name is here to stay.

11/21/2007 10:57 AM  

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